Orchard of Stars
December 7, 2015
Originally created October 30, 2011
Originally created October 30, 2011
The celestial orchard where stars and moons are grown. Created entirely in Paint Shop Pro. I'd had the idea for this image in my mind for a while, and finally got around to making it. I got a lot of practice with the pen tool, and these tree shapes might show up again.
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Ethan Talbert
It’s rare when skies are purple
and shining and bestarred.
While daylight lingers slightly on—
the moon shines full unbarred.
It’s rare that daylight mingles
with early shades of grey,
and mixes up the dark and light.
It’s called a Midnight’s Day.
Then is only when you see
the strangest strongest things.
The stuff you’d dream of in your dreams
the stuff enchantment brings.
It’s rare that one would wander
in fields long after dark.
But if you could—and if you would
the contrasts would be stark.
There’s one place you should visit
just on a Midnight’s Day
It’s sits beside the yellow house–
not very far away.
The trees are strange in daylight,
Misshapen in their looks,
but just this time, they look refined
like graceful curving hooks.
And on their branches hanging,
on strands of astral thread,
are little shining golden stars—
there! Just above your head.
These tiny half-moon crescents,
and ast’rixes and spheres,
That glow and gleam and grace the night
A dozen twinkling mirrors.
The sky behind is purple,
deep blue and royal pink
a scrim of amber twilight hung
behind each golden link.
The night is darkened Satin
a jewelry cushion box
That closes round the twinkling gems
To guard the Elven locks.
The sky-stars hang like snowflakes
above the ember hill.
Just four trees left—not yet chopped down
the magic lingers still.
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